Ruhanika

The next few days passed in a blur of heightened security, hushed family meetings, and an undercurrent of tension that seemed to permeate every corner of the palace. It felt strange. All of this was new for me, and I needed time to adjust. The brief encounter with Mahendra Kapoor outside my school had left everyone on edge, especially my Papa, who had doubled—no, tripled—the security around me. Yet amidst all the chaos, one question continued to haunt me: Why had that man felt so familiar?